Kapitel 67: Chapter 67: Lin Miao'er, You're Done

"It won't happen." Gong Motin glanced through the glass at the sleeping Miao'er, a slight smile curving his lips.

She wouldn't do such a thing, and even if she did, it would have been in retaliation against someone who provoked her first. He supported an eye for an eye!

His assistant could already sense that their boss Gong was now a formidable figure overtly protective of his wife.

When Lin Miao'er woke up, the sky had already darkened. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and took a photo of the night sky, posting it to her official Weibo account.

But within less than five minutes, the post attracted a barrage of insults.

"Such a hypocritical white lotus and green tea b*tch, to do such a disgraceful thing!"

"Lin Ke almost died because of you, and here you are admiring the night sky and posting on Weibo as if nothing happened. Did you feed your conscience to dogs?"

"What goes around comes around, crush Lin Miao'er to death, you will get your comeuppance!"